I played the King live broadcast, and the ancient emperor was confused!

Chapter 37 Good news: The farmer has been selected!Bad news: it's two swords!My son Tian Ci has the destiny of destiny!

"But it's okay, I will kill General Mo Xie to avenge you!"

Su Yu smiled faintly.

Zhuang Zhou saw that he was just dead in the game, so he lay down again: "Fuck! Don't scare people like this, okay?"

Everyone in the world looked at General Mo Xie and couldn't help but sigh.

"Are these Gan Jiang and Mo Xie?"

"I asked who it was, and it turned out to be the two of them!"

“It’s okay to be affectionate in reality, but you still have to show affection in the game?”

"Xiu En loves to die fast!"

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During the reign of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, Chang'an City.

Li Bai raised his glass and clinked his glass with Du Fu to drink together.

"Brother Du, you really guessed it right! They are indeed a couple related to swords!"

Du Fu was praised by Li Bai, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Brother Li won the prize."

"Speaking of which, this general Mo Xie is not an ordinary sword, but a famous evil sword and a fierce sword!"

Li Bai nodded while pouring the wine:

"Yes, Gan Jiang is a famous legendary swordsmith. The story of his sword-making is spread all over the world."

"He is as famous as Ou Yezi, another master swordsmith, and his skills are rare in the world."

"The two of them once forged swords for the monarch together, namely Long Yuan, Tai'a and Gongbu. It is also said that the two were brothers in the same sect."

"The most popular one is undoubtedly the story between him and his wife Moye!"

Li Bai took a deep sip of wine.

It seems that he remembered some sad story, but he didn't want to mention it.

Du Fu is better at pathos, and his mood is more plain:
"The general asked his wife to forge a sword with her own body. Because the sword of the general Moye was stained with human blood and its sharpness was unparalleled, it was called the evil sword or the evil sword!"

"But in other stories, Gan Jiang was killed by the King of Chu, and Moye and his son took up swords to avenge their father."

In the world of Qin Dynasty, Xinzheng, South Korea, a ruined temple in the suburbs.

Yan Lingji got an iron sword from somewhere and was practicing her sword in a decent manner.

When I heard that the man and woman in the sky were named Ganjiang Moye.

Yan Lingji's beautiful eyes flashed with disappointment, and she threw the sword in her hand to the ground.

"It's such a pity that it's not me!"

Wushuang Ghost still looked confused: "???"

Daze Mountain.

Everyone in the farm family was in extremely complicated moods at this time.

"Good news, our farmer has also been chosen by the immortal."

Tian Meng said this with excitement.

Several other hall masters were also a little excited.

Being chosen by the immortals is the best proof of the farmer’s strength and influence!
It is the glory of the farmer!

"Bad news, the chosen ones are two swords!"

Tian Meng slapped his head hard.

Being chosen by an immortal should be a joyful thing.

Unfortunately, it was not their hall masters who were chosen, but Tian Ci’s sword!
I was still holding on to hope and looking forward to the selected hall masters.

My mood is like a roller coaster, going up and down.

"Since the general Mo Xiejian was chosen by the immortals, it means that Tian Ci is the son of destiny."

Tian Meng took a deep breath slowly.

The joyful mood emerged again.

"My son Tian Ci has the destiny of destiny!"

Tian Meng said proudly.

The Zhu family and Situ Wanli were so frightened that they trembled all over.

He spoke tremblingly:

"Xia Kui, you can eat shit, but you can't talk nonsense!"

"If Emperor Qin finds out about this, I'm afraid the one hundred thousand disciples of the peasant family will die without a burial place!"

Tian Meng also realized that he had said the wrong thing.

He coughed lightly and explained:
"Don't misinterpret what I mean! What I mean is not that destiny, but that destiny."

The Zhu family could hardly hold back their laughter.

But he still restrained himself and murmured something in a low voice: "If you listen to what you say, ten years of studying will be in vain." Tian Meng rolled his eyes at Zhu Jia: "You haven't even studied for a few years."

"Tian Yan! Bring your brother Tian Ci in!"

Tian Meng shouted harshly.

Not long after, Tian Yan came in again with Tian Ci outside the house.

This time, the heads of the farmhouse looked at Tian Ci with much more respect.

Tian Hu even asked someone to bring up a chair and join him at the discussion table.

This is obviously Tian Meng and Tian Hu who want to take this opportunity to expand their voice and influence in the farm family.

But the other hall masters didn't say anything.

Instead, he glanced at the two swords behind Tian Ci with some envy and jealousy.

After all, Tian Ci’s sword was indeed a hero chosen by the immortals!
"Put the chair next to me."

Tian Meng greeted and then continued.

"If something happens to me or I step down from my position as the hero."

"Tian Ci will replace me as the next hero!"

As soon as this word comes out.

All the hall masters in the hall widened their eyes in surprise.

The Zhu family and Situ Wanli looked at each other.

I vaguely sensed something was wrong.

Tian Meng wants to completely control the farmhouse!
"Xia Kui, what do you mean?" The mask on the Zhu family's face changed again and again.

His expression became increasingly ugly.

"Farmers have their own ways to compete for the position of Xiakui. It can't be decided by you, Xiakui!"

Tian Meng smiled slightly, his expression full of domineering: "My son Tian Ci is the chosen one."

"If he takes over as the leader of heroes, if you guys try to stop him, will you be going against the will of heaven?"

Tian Hu and Tian Mi immediately agreed: "Xia Kui is right."

Tian Zhong also nodded and said nothing.

The Zhu family and Situ Wanli sighed softly and stopped talking.

Tian Meng's side occupies four of the six halls of the farmhouse, and there is also the position of the hero.

Even if they had something to say, they could only hold it in.

It is bound to be strong!

Tian Meng laughed heartily.

"Hahaha! My son Tian Ci has the destiny of destiny!"

Tian Ci also blew the windmill sillyly: "Hey hey hey!"

The Zhu family and Situ Wanli looked full of disgust.

However, the two of them had great respect for the two swords behind Tian Ci.

"General Mo Xie is a famous sword selected by the immortals. Even Yuan Hong and others from the famous sword manual were not selected."

"It seems that General Mo Xie should be the second most famous sword in the famous sword manual!"

The Zhu family and Situ Wanli were not the only ones to think so.

Almost all the swordsmen in the Qin Dynasty world thought so!

Tianwen, the number one swordsman in the world, has a different nature, and his position as the number one sword is unshakable.

However, Yuan Hong's second position has been threatened by general Mo Xie at this moment!

"Speaking of which, in the world of kings, the situation of general Mo Xie is similar to that in reality."

"It's a very tragic love story."

Su Yu spoke slowly.

When it comes to love stories.

Women all over the world are devastated.

During the Spring and Autumn Period, the State of Wu.

Xishi went boating on the lake, playing with the water with her delicate feet as green as jade.

She looked up at the sky, her eyes filled with tears:
"Is love destined to end in tragedy?"

During the reign of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, Chang'an City.

Yang Yuhuan, dressed in a gorgeous dress, walked onto the stage and danced for the audience from all sides.

Just to satisfy Tang Xuanzong's abnormal psychology of showing off to the world.

But Yang Yuhuan also has no complaints or regrets.

After finishing the dance, Yang Yuhuan walked off the stage, looked at the sky and murmured to himself: "Maybe, love also has a beautiful side."

(End of this chapter)